I had talked to strangers before. Random conversations on social media were nothing new to me. But then I met her.
We started like any casual chat—small talk, random jokes, nothing serious. She mentioned her birthday, which was just four days away, and I decided I'd wait to reach out then.
When her birthday finally arrived, I sent her a message. What started as simple greetings quickly turned into hours of conversation. We talked and talked, sharing little things about our lives. At first, we were strangers. But with every message, every laugh, every confession, we got to know each other. I realized she wasn't just another person online. She was someone who made my day brighter, someone whose words lingered in my mind long after we stopped talking. By the end of that day, I knew something had changed. That casual chat had turned into the beginning of something real, something I couldn't ignore—a story of connection, of understanding, and perhaps, of love.
After that first long conversation, we didn't stop talking. Every day brought a new message, a new joke, a new piece of ourselves we shared. It started with small things—favorite songs, the food we liked, the way we spent our evenings. Then it moved to deeper stuff: dreams, fears, little stories from our pasts we'd never told anyone else. I realized I was waiting for her messages, looking forward to seeing her name pop up on my screen.
She had this way of making even the simplest things feel important. A "good morning" wasn't just a greeting—it was a promise that she was thinking of me. A random meme wasn't just funny—it became our private joke that made me laugh no matter how bad my day had been.
We were still strangers in a way, but at the same time, it felt like I'd known her forever. Every conversation pulled us closer, building something neither of us could quite name yet. I didn't know what the future held. All I knew was that she had brightened my world, and I couldn't imagine my days without her.